It is an honor to call her friend.
When her book arrived I was so pleased.
I felt proud of her. She is a published author.
Congratulations to her.
I am happy the world can get to know her too.
I will savor every word.
had grown and given to me.
I sliced some off and made up a few nectar pots with sugar water for the butterflies and bees.
That was fun!
when I think of her and her kindnesses.
I miss her and understand people change.
I understand relationships change.
I gather together in groups of three.
It is a magic number for me.
She does not have her wings yet.
I love watching all the different ones come and nectar.
It was too hot to be out in the sun.
I thought about warm waters and Sea Dragons.
Our forecast is for temperatures to rise
to 109 F.
I heard the hottest it has ever been in my area
was 120 F.
Hot is hot.
Amazing how they blend in.
and those who carry this music in their hearts.
I love his hands. I love holding them.
I wish I had photographs of my Mom and Dad's hands.
I think they tell a person's story.
My husband has hard working hands.
It hung in our apartment.
In the Summertime we turned our fan on
and the hands would dance.
We had a song they danced to.
Today my husband has the hands dancing in his office.
The Waxing Crescent is my favorite.
In August it is the Jewel Wing Crescent.
We have always celebrated August.
and my friend Wendy.
It is the Dance of the Hands that holds my heart.